This is what I love about the BET Awards – the audience is SO into it. Normally, at the other shows, maybe the first two rows are getting down, and always Taylor Swift, but everyone else doesn’t know what the f-ck to do with themselves.

At BET? Everyone is grooving, everyone knows every word. It’s a party, straight up. It’s a party you want to go to. When Angela Bassett is down there singing along and winding up her hips? Please. This is The Party.

The Party was in honour of Charlie Wilson who, at 60, is still the smoothest cat on the stage. It’s a 12 minute performance. It is worth every single second. You have to watch. And I dare you, while you’re watching, not to move along with them.

Amazingly… AMAZINGLY… even Justin Pipsqueaks was deferential. And so great. And having so much fun. And this, this is how you like him best, right? When he’s gracious. And sharing. And it’s not about HIM. Even with his personalised initialed earpieces.

But can we please talk about Pharrell’s steeze? Never mind JT’s suit. Pharrell’s rolled up trousers, no socks, and dress shoes? Come. Yes. I might have to put him on my Five List just for that.